It never occurred to me that one man could start to play with the faith of fifty million people—with the single-mindedness of a burglar blowing a safe.
Over millions of years, freeze-thaw cycles pry at these cracks, while winds claw at the slopes and streams and glaciers carve deep valleys into the mountainside, all weakening the mountain's support, this can end badly.
I think what's interesting is when people sort of break through the armor a little bit, when people kind of offer a hand, or all of a sudden, he finds himself caring a little bit.